Dear Caterpillars, Silk Worms, transformational creators.
You are eating heartily now, your soft, wiggling bodies single focused. What can you tell us about Life, about the way? What are your truths?
I watch the children, I watch a child. You all wiggly, random in movement, speech that is wild, limbs lashing, sometimes crashing. Harm comes to a friend from those words, that body uncontrolled. What is it? Why is it?
"Caterpillar wind about round and round and in and out!"
Child have you lost your way? Child what can we do for you? Looking to the space around you, the patterns of your day? The needs of your being, the needs of your family, societal demands!
"When you are fed come spin in your beds. Sleep, Sleep. Deep, Deep!"
Have you heard too many things for you little mind to comprehend? Have you been awash in unprocessed emotions of generations, fears, concerns, expectations silently woven into life's fabric? What do we bring with us from past lives? Is there Heaven?
"Sleep, sleep. Deep, deep. Like a caterpillar good-bye. Waken your a butterfly!"
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